Yeah, I know what you all might be thinking. Like any other scene of a typical Bollywood movie, I tripped off the stool and fell on Suman.Well, I woul... tell you to slow down the horses of your brains. I am sorry to disappoint you. Nothing of that sort happened. While taking out the cooker, I felt like Suman was trying to peep into my boxers. I looked down to confirm. To my surprise, she was indeed trying to sneak a peek of my dick.I just thought of taking one more pussy gave me an instant. She loved her clothing and the odd trinkets shecollected that lay around the house. In another few days, I'd never comeback here again. I'd be considered a criminal against the state.I went back inside and checked my email. The response was there. I wasto meet Sergei at the Sukhoputnyye Voyskia headquarters in Moscow in twodays. I'd fly to Moscow tomorrow. I didn't need to reply as it wasassured I'd be there. I made my flight arrangements and got dressed. Ihad a lot to do.Part 15It was late. My wife got up from the table as the two young studs followed behind. She met up with me at the door as she introduced both Matt and Tim to me. I told them that their was a motel close by and that they were interested in my wife to follow us. There was no way they weren’t interested as they quickly got into their car and follow us off the parking lot. As we arrived at the motel I went inside to get a room. My wife got out of the car and went over towards their car to chat. When I came out with. “Right there honey. Make your mommy cum on your gorgeous face Dalton.”I didn’t reply. Instead, I pressed my tongue briefly against her smooth pink asshole. I swirled it around rimming her just enough to provide a slick coating of saliva. I then returned my tongue to her clit and pressed my middle finger against her tight sphincter while my thumb penetrated her pussy.Mom was lost in ecstasy. She began vigorously sucking and stroking my cock while moaning “mmm-hmm” again and again. Her ass gaped.